The days

Enough

Enough is really enough. Enough means that it has to come to and end. Enough of all this nonsense. Enough of all this speaking in the refined tone like Zon. Enough for tolerating this despicable and unacceptable absurb attitude. Why did I fail the last time.

I went to the market with my sister this morning. Last night, I heard my dad's revelation of tears over how my mother, no that ccb, have been oppressing my sister. And I wonder, how on earth does a girl like my sister deserve such a life. Tell me, how many girls at the age of 18 actually knows the people at the market. How many actually have ever step foot into a wet market before. How many can actually tolerate being screwed from day to night daily to satisfy the fury of a maniac. And she tolerates while my dad watches in tears and I keep my heartbreak mumb. Without her, there is always laughters and joy among the 4 of us. One bitch screws up my family. I wish she get struck by lighting. None will understand this madness unless he goes through it personally. Trust me...

And so much for talking about love.All I conjure when i step home to this madness is my cruel, defiant and unimaginable hatred. Have I been reduced to her standards. Curse me if I have.

posted by zente @ 5:27 AM